1) Take a photo of yourself, including your username and a timestamp, and upload it to an image hosting site. This picture must definitively show that you are not fat and have both username and timestamp clearly legible. Please use clear lighting without deceptive poses or digital timestamps. This picture will be kept confidential, and once you've been verified you may delete it if you wish.

2) Send a message with a link to the photo to @Duress56, @HomerSimpson, or @leelem0n. Include "FPH Verification" in the subject. Choose which version of the flair you want "Verified Shitlady" or "Verified Shitlord" and put it in the message along with the link to your verification.

For those who don't know, I am a physical therapist. I get to work in a unique setting in which I have a nurse practitioner (NP) and a couple physicians as coworkers. All of us, shitlords/shitladies.

I had a young (early 20s) patient at the end of this past week who told me how rude the nurse practitioner was with her. She went on to say how she "barely" conducted much of an examination before bringing up how she needs to lose weight. It was clear her fees fees were hurt. While I did not weigh this patient, she was almost assuredly into the obese category, likely somewhere between 30-40 BMI. I think the patient was thinking I'd somehow get all hugs-and-kisses with her, enabling her rationalizations, and tell her how wrong the NP was. FAT chance.

Instead I expanded on the subject and told her how excess weight increases stress on the knees, increases risk of and accelerates the progression of pain/osteoarthritis, and contributes to difficulty with functional mobility and quality of life, and that is just on the musculoskeletal front. She stopped whining about the NP once she realized I was echoing the same message. I told her how often these difficulties are only mildly noticeable while young, but that the difficulties and health consequences are only magnified over time.

I have no doubt she went home and likely was a crybaby about how she was told the truth at her medical appointments. Of course, I must be getting paid by some kind of shady organization or something for not telling her that it is better to be fat.

If I can reach 1 out of 100 people though, I can feel good about fighting the good fight.